i don't know
i just don't know
this is the truth
reveal the cards
and yet they still don't know

deepening rain
the skys are shadows
the trees are long
so are the meadows

flowing down
beneath the ground
the trees they are
its rushing sound

its just all jumbled
its just not real
its hard to be
the thiefs will steal

quietly the humid
falls through the dust
its collects in truth
i must, i must
Last edited by ILoveGuitar07 at Aug 27, 2014,
Good one friend.. Its good to see the lines ends likes similar terms like in the case of rhymes. Nicely written.